i ghosted someone after a long conversation about their favorite gardening tips. honestly, i didn’t care about roses or how to keep squirrels away. it felt easier to disappear into my own world than to explain that hearing about how to nurture plants just reminded me of how i couldn’t nurture anything in my own life. now they’re posting all about their thriving garden and i’m left wondering if the...
it’s 3am and i just realized that my book club never actually reads the books. instead, we meet up to gossip about people we barely know, sharing wildly inaccurate summaries just so we can feel classy while we argue over who has the better dessert. like, yeah, i will never stop blaming my monthly dessert recipe for not saving the world.
i found out my friends have a separate group chat, and they all agreed to exclude me for “the more fun conversations.” is there a secret list of qualifications for fun that i somehow missed? what do they think this is, an exclusive club? maybe i should have brought cupcakes to the last get-together. would that have secured my place in the inner circle?
i found out my friends have a separate group chat, and they all agreed to exclude me for “the more fun conversations.” is there a secret list of qualifications for fun that i somehow missed? what do they think this is, an exclusive club? maybe i should have brought cupcakes to the last get-together. would that have secured my place in the inner circle?
literally saw Filip Chytil get injured, and it hit different because it reminded me of how fragile everything feels right now; the other day, my boss complimented someone for my idea like i’m not grinding every day just to maintain a facade, pretending to have it together while really debating if i can get away with microwave meals again this week. no one talks about the quiet panic of having to c...